cold moon

Shenxuan screamed out, at the same time, a white figure rushed towards Yinlian, and received his thunderous palm.

"Linxuan!".

Yin Lian looked at Bai Long who rescued Fang Ziyu from his hands, and said word by word: "You are here too, so it would be great!"

After finishing speaking, he slapped out again, and Linxuan rushed forward vigorously, and was photographed leading Fang Ziyu back again and again.

Linxuan circled with his left hand, and circled Fang Ziyu into the barrier, gritted his teeth and looked at Yin Lian, who was extremely angry and expressionless, and his eyes sank: "I see, but I will never regret it!"

He was full of panic, but he couldn't show it at this time.

The development of the situation was so weird that he was even a little confused. When he was still at a loss, he saw that Fang Ziyu was about to be killed by a silver-haired man, and he was shocked to the core.

The moment he confronted that person, Lin Xuan felt a great oppression.

He is a dragon, so he is naturally more sensitive to danger than humans. The silver-haired man has the same aura as himself, and has an irresistible force.

From ancient times to the present, the only Tianlong Yinlian in the world is a unique silver dragon, like a vast galaxy, calm and attractive.

A fairy god once said to himself that he compared himself to the bright moon in the sky, and Yinlong Yinlian is that continuous galaxy.

Although the bright moonlight is bright, how can it compare with the bright galaxy that has passed through many generations and is still brilliant?

If it wasn't for the memory in my heart, I wouldn't want to confront such a powerful senior.

Lin Xuan lifted up his robe, stepped back slightly, and was on guard.

When he looked at Yinlian calmly, Yinlian was also looking at him.

In Yinlian's memory, there is Linxuan's name.

After all, they are also of the same race, and they are also descendants of the same period in ancient times. Although the other party is much younger than him, he can be regarded as one of the best existences in the heavens.

If it wasn't for his actions, I wouldn't be able to face him in the current situation.

Yin Lian made a fist with his left hand, and quickly formed a seal with his right hand, with five fingers facing down to his clenched left hand, even though he was very annoyed in his heart, he smiled instead of angry.

Seeing this, Linxuan thought he had a bad idea, waved his hands imposingly, and leaned over to look directly at Yinlian.

"I never thought that you and I would have such a day."

Yin Lian pulled out a pale silver thin-edged sword from his left hand, the blade was like water and was full of luster.

"I never thought that we would meet under such circumstances."

Lin Xuan also pulled out the white blade from his hand.

Both he and Yinlian are descendants of the ancient gods. For a long time, in order to survive, they transformed part of their own bodies, which became their most secretive and convenient weapons.

"I've heard about you for a long time."

"Me too."

The two sharp blades collided fiercely, but the owner of the sword spoke gossip that didn't match his behavior at all, as if they were not fighting for life and death, but rather relaxing and discussing in the sunny and beautiful afternoon.

"When you did it, did you ever think that you would have today?"

Yin Lian swung his sword, and on one side of his body, his backhand cut Lin Xuan's shoulder from a tricky angle, bringing out bright red blood splashes, and he himself was cut open by Lin Xuan's elbow.

"Even if I went back in time, I would do the same thing!"

Lin Xuan took a step back, spat out the blood in his mouth, and looked coldly at Yin Lian who had a wound on his cheek.

Yin Lian tilted his head slightly, motioning behind Lin Xuan: "But what did you get? A monster, a lunatic!"

Even without looking back, Lin Xuan knew that Fang Ziyu was in endless pain at this moment.

He didn't expect that the profound horns he used on Fang Ziyu's body would be the source of his pain. Although Fang Ziyu no longer had to worry about dying from a serious illness on his body, and also possessed the magic power to soar through the clouds and mist, the price...was very heavy.

Neither human nor demon, neither dragon nor snake...

Lin Xuan bit his lip, his eyes darkened, and he raised his sword to stab Yin Lian again: "So what? I never want to forget him!"

"You killed those people!"

Yin Lian took the attack and spoke softly.

"Fang Ziyu's hands were not stained with blood, but you have killed countless people because of him. Linxuan, you are so brave! Even if the emperor in the world has no way, how can you kill Dixing recklessly? You are not afraid Retribution?"

"I have already said that if I was afraid, I would not attack your Shenxuan!"

Linxuan returned Yinlian's smile with arrogance, but also bitterness that could not be concealed. He could not refute Yinlian's words, even though he had never killed any human beings, some injuries were indeed caused by himself, no? ?

If there is a chance, I will definitely find a perfect solution, at least not to make him suffer so much...

"In that case, then I don't need to be polite!"

Yin Lian pressed hard against Lin Xuan with his hands, his silver hair fluttered without wind, and the water-colored sword groaned softly.

"I won't let anyone hurt him!"

The sound of the sword resounded, intertwined with silver and white, cold sweat broke out on Linxuan's forehead, he held his own sword tightly with both hands, and with great difficulty supported the sharp blade that Yinlian pressed against him.

When the two were fighting, Fang Ziyu who fainted faintly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the blue sky that he hadn't seen for a long time, the dazzling white light, everything was just like what he had seen in his dream.

Turning their heads slightly, they trembled together, the two who completely surpassed human existence were still fighting, for a moment, Fang Ziyu wanted to laugh.

For what?

For what...

Turning his head to look at the tense expression in the transparent egg shell, and seeing the other person looking at him with fear and worry, Fang Ziyu felt that his cold body and soul seemed to be bathed in the warm sunlight, but it was just like this The warmth is so beautiful that he can no longer enjoy it.

After the sound of "buzz", Lin Xuan spat blood and fell down next to his own barrier, only half of the sword blade remained in his hand, Yin Lian had already rushed towards him.

Seeing Lin Xuan spit out blood lying on his side on the ground, Fang Ziyu's heart throbbed for no reason, as if the softest place had been stabbed, and something gurgled out.

Seeing the silver-haired man raise the sword in his hand, Fang Ziyu got up and rushed forward, and the barrier around him was easily broken. Before Yinlian's sword fell, Fang Ziyu used his body to block Lin Xuan. .

Surprised, Yin Lian withdrew his hand naturally, and the blade still pierced Fang Ziyu's chest. Looking at the smiling Po Jun, Yin Lian was a little puzzled.

Then, it was Lin Xuan's heart-piercing cry.

"Ziyu—"

Lin Xuan stretched out his arms to hug Fang Ziyu who was standing in front of him. In his panic, he even forgot to use his spiritual power. He only hugged Fang Ziyu with one hand, and covered his wound with the other, completely ignoring Yin Lian who was facing him with a sword.

Looking at Lin Xuan who was at a loss, sad and desperate, Yin Lian only frowned, holding the sword flower in his hand, and stabbing Lin Xuan and Fang Ziyu who was in his arms——

"Silver practice—wait—"

Shenxuan finally recovered from the shock he remembered, and ran to Yinlian in a panic, holding Yinlian with one hand, "Don't kill them! Don't kill them!"

Lin Xuan looked down at Fang Ziyu's chest, the bright red blood kept gushing out, the warm blood kept gushing out, it couldn't be stopped, it couldn't be stopped!

In the midst of grief and despair, he heard that Shenxuan was stopping Yinlian, and his manic emotions broke through the gate of reason.

Yinlian was hugged by Shenxuan, his hands paused, before he could speak, Linxuan roared angrily with red eyes: "Yinlian! I will never let you go!"

Before Yinlian could speak, Shenxuan frowned and said:

"I don't want you to let anyone go!"

Shenxuan stepped forward in two steps, stopped in front of Yinlian, looked at Linxuan: "You tell us these things, why don't you find a way to stop Fang Ziyu's blood as soon as possible."

When Lin Xuan heard this, the expression on his face became even more ruthless.

It's them, it's them here!It was they who hurt him, and the person who he carefully cherished and cared for, fell on him and hurt him in front of his eyes, how ironic!

"I swear, I will never let you go!"

Lin Xuan hugged Fang Ziyu and roared, his heart was slowly attacked by despair and bewilderment.

"Linxuan, even if you panic, there must be a limit. You know who you really can't let go of!"

Yinlian put away his sword, pulled Shenxuan up, and looked at Fang Ziyu with sympathy in his eyes: "Why are you so nervous, even though he is bleeding profusely now, I didn't hurt his vitals, let alone—"

Yinlian's words were like thunder, knocking on Linxuan's heart.

Yes, I obviously locked him in the barrier, even if I was really killed, if it wasn't Ziyu's own will, even Yin Lian would not be able to open the barrier easily - in this way, he ran out by himself , Are you worried about me?or……

Seeing Fang Ziyu's gradually lax eyes, Lin Xuan felt unspeakably sad.

Do you want to die?

It's just... just now...

Yin Lian's mocking voice was still ringing, talking about those cruel truths: "Given the importance you attach to him, after you folded Shenxuan's horns to make medicine for him, you found and used so much treasure The medicinal materials are not completely ineffective for him, he really can't die even if he wants to die now."

There is nothing to love in life, and nothing to die...

It's all my fault...

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